Everything reminds me of you. It’s inescapable….unbearable when I’m alone.

I can’t accept the death of the dream of what could’ve been.

I’m stunned although I shouldn’t be. You spend years with someone and never really know who they are. It’s shocking. Is it me?

Of course it’s me. It’s always my fault. You’re devastated I wouldn’t commit to taking you back. You claim I’ve strung you along, mislead you, hurt you, used you, taken advantage of you. Wasn’t it I who was always forth coming?

I think the truth does set you free but not always in the way you would want or expect it to.

How can you say you love me and days later announce a relationship with another woman? How can you be the victim when I was the honest one? Somehow you believe you are the victim because I couldn’t give you what you wanted, yet you always had your backup plan. I hope she makes you happy. You can be the martyr.

I have so much loss in my heart. This loss isn’t for you because I realize now I never knew you. This loss is for who I thought you were……who I wanted you to be. So I will cry and I will mourn you but I will no longer wish for what could have been. What could have been never was……..

Today – Yesterday – Tomorrow and everything in between…..